The Five One Review

Building Peace in the Minds of Men, Women and Children


My Doll

Far beyond seven hills,
Far beyond seven mountains,
In Slavonia, in Vukovar,
A doll cries.
She cannot be heard
Because she is very far away.
She cannot be seen
Because she is very far away.
But I hear.
This doll is mine
It is she who cries.
Hide my doll
So that they do not take you hostage.
Hide between the pieces of my book.

Anon (girl aged 7 displaced from her home by the war in former Yugoslavia)


Je Pleure (I Cry)
Stone Flowers, Music Action International

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Paula Drawing

My Doll
Paula Jáuregui (aged 8)